Chapter 1602: White Qi Escape
"Heh, three thousand methods, what a big breath. It's just a few side ways, it's okay to deceive the buns, but it's not so easy to fool me! Lin Mu sneered, not wanting to talk nonsense with him, he took Ling Xuanxuan's hand, and walked forward with his feet raised.
"Amitabha, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for the donor to leave like this."
Lin Mu stopped and looked at Huizhi with cold eyes, "Want to do it?" Monk, if I were you, I wouldn't do such a stupid thing. ”
"What is stupidity? What does it mean to be shrewd? It's just a matter of one mind. ”
Xiao Shami raised his head, and the mysterious glint in his eyes flashed, "Donor, sometimes it's not necessarily a good thing to be too confident. ”
Lin Mu frowned, and an alarm appeared in his heart. It was completely subconscious, and he swooped out diagonally with a footstep, but unfortunately no matter how fast his movements were, he didn't get faster than the sharp blade stabbed behind him, "Poof! His back was cold, and the tip of the sword was exposed to his right chest, obviously, if he was half a step slower in his dodge just now, then his heart would be pierced on the spot, "Ayasui, you ......"
Lin Mu staggered and took two steps forward, and turned to look at Ling Xuanxuan with an incredible face.
The girl's pretty face was white without the slightest blood, and her clear and transparent eyes were full of strange and cold expressions.
"Hypnosis! What a despicable little bald ass. Lin Mu spat out blood, and hated it in his heart. No wonder Ghost Zhong asked him to beware of monks before he died, this wise method is simply imaginative and unpredictable. Not to mention anything else, its hypnotic technique alone makes people unguardable, Rao is Lin Mu is well-informed, but before Ling Xuanxuan had a seizure, he didn't see the slightest hint.
"Compared with the benefactor's statement, the poor monk is more willing to call it 'Diandu', the world is sinking into the sea of suffering, the pain is not wanting to live, my Buddha is compassionate, and this method of helping the world is specially passed on to help him transcend the early bliss. It's a pity that the female benefactor is obsessed, and the poor monk's cultivation is not refined, but she can only be temporarily crossed...... "Huizhi flicked his sleeves regretfully and walked forward.
His words seemed to have some kind of wonderful rhythm, which actually resonated with the air around him, and by the time the monk took seven steps, his figure had become blurred, as if he was in boiling steam.
"Lin Mu, I didn't mean it, you ...... You don't want to die. ”
Ling Xuanxuan got rid of the control of hypnosis, but she did not forget what happened just now, she held Lin Mu with tears in her eyes, looked at the hideous wound that was bleeding endlessly, and her eyebrows were full of pain.
In the year her father was killed by the enemy, Ling Xuanxuan was just sixteen years old. She hid all day long, and finally escaped from Yangcheng and entered the Pearl River Delta, only to play a small world with a little ninth-rate fist and foot kung fu. A girl, struggling to survive in the cruel ****, how difficult it is, the bitterness she suffered, she couldn't talk about it for three days and three nights.
Living in fear all day long, struggling every day in an environment that may hit the street at any time, gradually Ling Xuanxuan became an adult, and her heart was cold. People are warm and cold, and the world is hot and cold, but they are just using each other. To be honest, she didn't believe that Lin Mu would really come to Xishan for her own sake and go to the appointment. Because anyone with a little brain, they know it's a trap. Who would joke with life? What's more, Lin Mu has already gotten what she wants in her, why is it to take risks for a woman who has been played with by a broken flower and willow?
It is based on this idea that the current Ling Xuanxuan will be so miserable. This is the only man who cares about himself except for his biological parents, and the only man who is willing to take risks for himself, but he actually stabbed him with his own hands. Tears dripped down and dripped down, but they were quickly evaporated by the rolling heat.
"Amitabha!" Hui Zhi stopped three meters away, he raised his right hand, and the turbid hot air around his body surged into his palm at high speed, spinning and condensing, faintly emitting a dazzling brilliance like a bright sun.
"Ahem, the big day is like a palm?" Lin Mu's face was pale, and he narrowed his eyes weakly.
"The donor is very knowledgeable, but unfortunately, he will not die long."
Hui Zhi sighed compassionately, and was about to wave his palm, but Lin Mu suddenly said, "Wait! ”
"Could it be that the donor has changed his attention and is determined to put down the butcher's knife and take refuge in my Buddha?"
"The Tao is different, not conspiratory!"
Lin Mu shook his head and said, "I just don't know if Xiao Shami can let her leave after I die?" ”
"Cutting the grass does not remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows." Hui Zhi sneered: "The donor thinks that the poor monk would make such a stupid move? ”
"Tucao, your style of speaking really doesn't look like a monk with the four major emptiness." Lin Mu sighed, looked at Ling Xuanxuan, who was crying silently, and said, "Alas, beauty, it seems that we can only be the same fate of mandarin ducks and go to Huangquan together." If you don't kiss me again before you die, you won't even get ...... when you patronize your errands that night."
"You, when is it, you still have to play hooligan."
Ling Xuan's pear blossoms brought rain, sobbing and crying, and her pretty face was red with shame. Patronizing errands, not even cheap? You've even done everything, how do you want to get cheap? This is a complete scoundrel! It really made people cry and laugh, diluting the fear of facing death, and just when Ling Xuanxuan was stunned, Lin Mu had already struggled to sit up, and kissed her soft red lips with his head sideways.
Seeing this scene, Huizhi frowned and did not speak.
"I'm going to die anyway, so let him kiss if you want to."
Ling Xuanxuan's body stiffened, but she quickly relaxed again. Letting go of her teeth, a smell of blood poured in, and Ling Xuanxuan secretly said that Lin Mu was in a hurry, but it was Xiaojiao who closed her eyes and enjoyed the last kiss before she died.
However, in the next moment, Ling Xuanxuan felt that something was wrong, a thin air flow surged out strangely from the tip of Lin Mu's tongue, but it was like spring and white snow, and quickly dissolved in her mouth without a trace, just in a few moments, Ling Xuanxuan felt tired and swept away, and her whole body was refreshed, as if every cell was full of vitality.
When she looked at Lin Mu's face carefully, she saw that the head and body of this thing had been covered with a layer of white gas, yes, that's right, this is the ninth white gas realm of the Diamond Sutra, this kind of white gas, also called anger, when Lin Mu was the weakest, it was this kind of white gas that maintained his life and made him rejuvenate his vitality, otherwise, after anyone was pierced through the chest by a sword, there would be no chance of survival, let alone luck healing!
"What's going on?" Ling Xuanxuan's eyes widened in disbelief, but before she could think about it, Lin Mu let go of her mouth, threw her out, and suddenly shouted, "Run, don't look back." ”
In order to stabilize her figure, Ling Xuanxuan subconsciously ran forward a few steps, but at this moment, the air flow that had melted in her mouth just now appeared strangely on her legs, and for a while, Ling Xuanxuan only felt that her body was as light as a swallow, and the whistling wind kept passing through her ears.